Chapter 36: Listening to Your Words Is Better than Fighting Ten Fights

The entire opening dance lasted about twenty minutes.

Then all the oil paint girls left the stage and the staff cleaned the ring.

Tonight's event officially begins.

A tournament host in overalls came on stage and said a few words, followed by the referee, followed by the two players from the first game.

The two men are very different in stature, and the only thing they have in common is that they both wear masks on their faces.

One is a grinning monkey mask, the other looks like some kind of feline.

"Can I wear a mask during the game?"

Lu Yuan asked Lin Zhiqin.

"It's not that I can, it's that I must..."

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and said: "The regulations of the competition require that you must wear a mask before going on stage, and it must be a mask provided by the competition."

"There are so many rules."

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder there were so few people participating in the competition.

Playing with a mask on will affect your ability to some extent, so it’s understandable that some people don’t want to come to the game.

At this time, the two men started fighting on the stage.

Punches and kicks.

After a brief trial, it went straight into a white-hot state, and the fight was extremely intense.

Lu Yuan stared at the battle for a while.

Although there were broadcasts on the big screens on all sides, because the distance was too far, it was difficult for him to accurately judge the exact strength of both sides of the match.

Lin Zhiqin should be able to tell, his eyesight is much better than his own.

"The strength of these two people is not as good as yours, they are only amateurs in the fourth and fifth levels.

Before the semi-finals, it was difficult to meet any masters.

Even if we do encounter it, just admit defeat, there is still a resurrection match anyway..."

Lu Yuan heard that Lin Zhiqin was trying to comfort himself.

After thinking for a while, he said: "I have read the competition introduction online. It seems that you can get money in the preliminaries, right?"

"right."

Lin Zhiqin said: "If you fight effectively, the winner will receive a bonus of five thousand, and the loser will also receive a bonus of two thousand."

“What is effective combat?”

Lu Yuan caught these words in Lin Zhiqin's words and couldn't help but ask.

Lin Zhiqin shook his head and replied: "I'm not sure either.

However, it is said that the Mosaic religion has a unique method of judgment.

It has to do with their religious secrets.

At this point, many heavyweight competitions are not as good as them.

Match-fixing is so common that no game can prevent it.

But only the one organized by the Mosaic cult did it. "

Unique judgment method......

Fight effectively...

Lu Yuan chewed on these two words, feeling more and more mysterious about this so-called Mosaic religion.

At this time, the first battle in the ring was over.

The winner is the one with the monkey mask.

The whole battle was relatively harmonious and friendly.

One knew he was outmatched and immediately admitted defeat, while the other stopped in time.

The referee came up and announced the result of the game, and then the next game started.

Lu Yuan saw the player who had just won the first game take off his mask after getting off the ring, revealing a gentle face.

While walking quickly outside, he answered the phone.

It was as if he was rushing back to cook.

"If I agree to participate."

Lu Yuan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Lin Zhiqin.

"How much bonus does the coach plan to get for each game?"

"Your own bonus will naturally belong to you."

"Um?"

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then his brows began to wrinkle.

Lin Zhiqin tried his best to get him to participate in the competition, but he did not get any bonus.

It is really hard to believe that there is no problem with this kind of "diligence" behavior that has no benefit.

Lin Zhiqin, perhaps sensing his concerns, smiled and explained: "I have already received a sum of money from the competition party.

For some reasons, I signed a contract with them before.

How many games do you need to bring people to play.

The liquidated damages are very high, and there is nothing I can do..."

Is it really?

Lu Yuan refused to fully believe it.

But I can't find a strong direction to question.

So far, everything seemed normal except for the fact that the event itself felt a little weird to him.

It is exactly what Lin Zhiqin said.

It is a very formal event.

He couldn't find anything wrong with it.

“Actually, this is also a very good training opportunity for you.

Your basic training is good, and the next thing you need to practice is your fighting style.

The contestants in this boiling night fighting competition organized by the Mosaic Cult are not very strong, and there are not so many messy and dirty things.

It is just suitable for martial arts beginners like you to participate and enrich your practical experience..."

What Lin Zhiqin said solemnly was indeed the real reason for Lu Yuan's heartbeat.

If you get money, you can also practice actual combat, gain experience, and level up...

Even though some parts of the competition seemed strange, Lin Zhiqin always gave him the feeling that he was hiding something.

but.

Who in this world doesn’t have secrets?

He also has a secret of his own - the career panel.

He was not the only player participating. Yang Jiandong fought with Lin Zhiqin for a month, and he was able to "retire completely".

This uncomfortable feeling alone made him unable to convince himself to refuse such an opportunity.

At worst, I can only fight for a month.

However, Lu Yuan was not in a hurry to express his position, and just continued to watch the competition on the ring.

Lin Zhiqin was not in a hurry.

Instead, he put aside the topic and used the detailed broadcast on the big screen to explain to Lu Yuan one by one.

Lin Zhiqin is a professional martial artist, and the quality of a martial arts coach is reflected at this time.

The fighting methods and skills used by the two sides in the competition.

Many Lu Yuan didn't see at first glance.

But Lin Zhiqin's few words of guidance made him suddenly realize and found out - "So that's it!"

After a few games, Lu Yuan felt that he had a much better understanding of actual combat, as if a door had been opened in front of him.

Recalling his previous actual combat, whether in reality or in the consciousness space of the [imaginary enemy], he suddenly felt that it was a "street gangster-style fighting method" without any ideas or rules.

Many inspirations and ideas popped up in his mind, and he was itching for a while, and he wanted to enter the consciousness space right now to find the middle-aged man in the rain alley to verify it.

When he saw the seventh game,

Lu Yuan opened the professional panel and took a look. He unexpectedly found that the professional experience of [Fighter] had increased by more than 30 points.

"Wow, it's comparable to what I gained from fighting a martial artist who entered the martial arts realm!

Is this what is called "listening to your words is better than fighting ten fights?"

Lu Yuan was secretly surprised, and even Lin Zhiqin, who was originally disgusted by him, felt a little more pleasing to the eye.

"Ah--"

Suddenly, a shout from the distant arena attracted Lu Yuan to look up.

This is the seventh game.

This game seems to have ended.

As the winner, a man wearing a gorilla mask on his face did not leave the stage immediately after the battle.

Instead, he suddenly screamed and half-knelt on the ground.

He turned his face up and tore off his clothes.

Then his two hands frantically tore back and forth on his open chest, and soon the whole chest was scratched bloody.

During this process, he was like an epileptic seizure, his body trembling, and his mouth repeating a few strange syllables.

"%&* # ....."

Lu Yuan saw that the referee who was also standing on the ring had no reaction to this, but quietly watched the man do all this.

"What is he doing?"

Lu Yuan was shocked and puzzled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Lin Zhiqin beside him.

Lin Zhiqin was quite calm.

"A loyal believer of Mosa.

He called out the name of the god of fighting in Mosa.

This is a special way of worship for Mosa believers..."

"Is it the goat head?"

Lu Yuan noticed that the man on the ring was lying on his back, actually looking at the huge goat head statue hanging at the top of the venue.

He seemed to see a red light flash in the empty eye sockets of the goat head.

"Yes.

The Mosaic scriptures record that their god of fighting is a human with a goat's head, holding a knife in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

It is said that this Mosaic god of fighting can give believers an everlasting fighting spirit and an indestructible physique in battle..."

"After all, it is a competition held with the background of Mosaic religion, so it is normal for Mosaic believers to participate.

You may meet him in the future..."

Lin Zhiqin said before that he did not know much about Mosaic religion, but what he showed now was not like that at all.

Lu Yuan did not ask, but just nodded to show that he remembered it.